How could he?

Arwen was pacing back and forth in her room when Aiden walked in. His brows furrowed at the sight of her restlessness. 

Arwen on the other hand didn't notice his presence until she bumped into his broad chest. Startled, she yelped softly, stepping back while rubbing her forehead. "Ah! You are back?" 

Aiden glanced at himself, then back at her, his lips twitching in mild amusement. "Seems so. Why? Were you waiting for me?" 

Arwen pressed her lips together, trying not to smile. "What do you think?" 

"I think nothing," Aiden replied with a casual shrug. 

"Husband," she began, reaching out to hold his arms before tugging him along with her. "Of course, I was waiting for you. Come here," she said, guiding him to sit at the edge of the bed. 

"There is something really important that I forgot to tell you," she added, her tone carrying a hint of worry.